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Rotting inside

Falling apart

souless eyes


Give me my soul back?

At what price would you pay?

Can you afford not to be a slave?


The nightmare is now,

play the role in the dream:

This is the horror you have made 


Born into a cult

sacrificed to the golden



Into the Nile you go

with the crocodiles


Now you are one;

consume the blood,

collect the souls 

Do the bidding like

a good minion of the 

monster who resides in man


A mind warped,

corrupted by

false gods


You suffer

in life and death


Hell is all you know 

that is where your heart is

That is where you will go;

no rest for your damned soul


Sacrifice to lies


Minion of

the villain 

Multiply and be not



The soil is poisoned

with your false seed


That does not grow into

anything but weeds 


Do what is contrary to good 

that is the nature of evil 


Division and



A virus that infects it's own 


Wrong will never be right,

evil will always be evil

A house divided itself cannot stand

but falls into the crevice of the earth

pulled into the pit of fires and tries to drag

everything in its vicinity along with it


But not everyone is a part of that family

neither would they desire to die,

logically they would rather live

and be free then to be slaves to eternity 


Power comes at a price

that only fools would pay

and all debts are paid when

the shadow of death comes their

way as they dream the fate they have

made. Neither do they wake up from the nightmare

but live it forever. 


Reap what they sow,

the reaper comes to collect their souls  








Invisible Man

Stare into the broken mirror

what remains is a soul trapped

in pieces


Like a puzzle,

it takes time to rebuild the image 


In the phantom zone of a mental 

purgatory of the constant fear of damnation


Fighting the battle of good verses 



Aware of the conspiracy to 

to collect our souls 


Across the sea in the land

of darkness


Here is a constant iniquity


A daily battle against an evil


An invisible man who wants to

destroy those who would make a stand

against his tyranny 



Caught In A Trap

Welcome please down to the knee
George will breath
Paint a piano squeeze
Stop spreading the disease
Hero smart deed
A pouch to please
Punk skate sleeve
Traveling tease
Coupled with the strange at ease
Lover bleed
Love so need
Kiss her lips
Like Elvis move those hips
Elvis, caught in a trap
Take a nap
Working too hard can give you a heart attack
No more peeing in the sink
Kiss to tease
George will breath

Worker Bees

Bees they



To the



Like wasps


To the light 


They are pests 


Useless insects 


Group think:

a part of the hive of stupidity



playing their part


They are the lowest kind

of scum 






Their only real job

is iniquity


The money they make

is given to them


By their kind 





















Dead in Your Sin: Rest Not In Peace


Each day you commit more

and more abominations against god


Dead in your sin,

it continues to rot you 


In exchange for power,

you allowed yourself to be destroyed 


Haunted by a lifetime of lies,

nightmares plague you 


Abandoned by god 

demons take over you 


You will be held accountable 

fot each thing you do


(Some dogs just need to be put

out of their misery)


Ravenous dogs:

you have no censure


No compass to guide



Chased by the shadow

of death


Shadow man collects your rotten 



and sends you to the netherworld 


There you suffer


There you cry


And shed your crocodile tears 


Regretting a lifetime of evil 

and satanic acts 



bursting into flames

Consumed by an inferno of hate that

has taken its vengeance on you







Author's Notes/Comments: 

Give not that which is holy unto the dogs, neither cast ye your pearls before swine, lest they trample them under their feet, and turn again and rend you

Bad Egg

I know your heart,

your black soul


It is cold in there,

zero degrees Fahrenheit


The cold blood courses

through your veins


The fear of death 

plagues your mind


The thought of the abyss

haunts you all your life


Your eyes are black

like your heart 


Bitterness preferred over sweetness,

night over day 


You know no rest

tormented by the lies you have sworn to protect 


Wickedness is a virtue for you;

evil your entertainment 


Pain gives

you pleasure


Your mind is 



A legion of demons consumes 



Psychosis a side effect of your

consumption of human blood


You are the real vampire;

you are destined for the flames


You are sick and

already dead


What but remains is a rotting corpse 


The smell of sulfur emits from

your pores


Like the rotten egg

that you are 









Author's Notes/Comments: 



Matthew 7:16-23 KJV


16 Ye shall know them by their fruits. Do men gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles?

17 Even so every good tree bringeth forth good fruit; but a corrupt tree bringeth forth evil fruit.

18 A good tree cannot bring forth evil fruit, neither can a corrupt tree bring forth good fruit.

19 Every tree that bringeth not forth good fruit is hewn down, and cast into the fire.

20 Wherefore by their fruits ye shall know them.

21 Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father which is in heaven.

22 Many will say to me in that day, Lord, Lord, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works?

23 And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.

War Against the Machines

Science Fiction

The Devil worshipers

are moved one by one

down the assembly line


Fires in view;

recycle the garbage 


The machine is stripped of all 

its parts; 

wires ripped out of the heart 


Into the furnace,

liquid metal:

the obstinate minds cannot contest

their death


Refuse to change ways

or repent;

melted down into scrap 


Many chances were given

but they refused;

instead they chose to play 

their part as puppets


The machine is programmed

to die


To Kill


To self destruct


A slave to denial

and secrets

No one will miss you

no one will mourn


As you burn,

As you melt









Author's Notes/Comments: 

Doll Face

Forced to live your life

as a woman


As a fraud 


A slave of a fucked 

up satanic cult


All your life silenced

and controlled like a doll


Your whole life a deception 

and a con


Trying to fool the sheep:

lead them to the slaughter


A pawn,

a slave

a machine 


Objectified for the eyes:

a plastic doll


Born to the serve the worm and 

die in the lie




used up


(This machine has become obsolete)


Another one rises

as another one falls


Into the flames 

Author's Notes/Comments: 


Science Fiction








cult member



soul seller


A Fool/

a fooler


Back to your hive

where you sleep in your deceit 



for nothing 


A house built on




of the truth 










Inverted sense of right

and wrong 


Easily swayed by greed

content to sacrifice the world 


No longer human:

a cold , calculating machine 


Automaton of







Author's Notes/Comments: 

Mark 3:25-27 King James Version (KJV)

25 And if a house be divided against itself, that house cannot stand.

26 And if Satan rise up against himself, and be divided, he cannot stand, but hath an end.

27 No man can enter into a strong man's house, and spoil his goods, except he will first bind the strong man; and then he will spoil his house.